May 13
there's actually something so comforting to me about knowing we're dating someone who would never ever ask us to put him first or submit to him or anything like that, but will still run his fingers gently through my hair if I decided to kneel for him. I don't have to "be good" for him, but if I choose to bear my soft underbelly to him he will show me as much affection as if I never did. He reminds me that I'm still deserving of love, no matter how "bad" I am, and he knows that me letting my guard down like that around him is precious trust and behaves as such.
So yeah, when he curls into my chest and presses his weight against me I make sure to hold him close. He's ours, goddamnit, and we're not letting go until we have to.
